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Let The Rhythm Hit 'Em - 12" Vocal Version Remix
Eric B. & Rakim, DJ Mark "45 King"
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Let the rhythm hit 'em
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Let the rhythm hit 'em
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Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
I'm the arsenal, I got artillery, lyrics of ammo
Rounds of rhythm, then I'mma give 'em piano
Bring a bullet-proof vest, nothin' to ricochet
Ready, aim at the brain, now what the trigger say
Tempos trifle, felt like a rifle
Massage 'n' melodies, might go right through
Simultaneously, like a uzi, nothin' could bruise me
Lyrics let up when ladies say don't lose me
So reload quickly, and you better hit me
While I'm lettin' this Fifi get wit' me
They're steppin' wit' 007, better make it snappy
No time to do your hair baby, brothers are bustin' at me
Beats and bullets pass me, none on target
They want the R hit, but watch the god get
Quicker, the tongue is the trigger, 'cause I'm real fast
Let off some rhythm at 'em, let 'em feel the blast
Penetrate at a crazy rate, this ain't a .38
Hit 'em at point blank range and watch 'em radiate
Runnin' out of ammunition, I'm done wit' em
You ask me how I did 'em, I let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
I push a power that's punishable, better be a prisoner
The hit man is the, brother wit' charisma
Showin' you that I have, powerful paragraphs
Followers become leaders, but without a path
Ya mentally paralyzed, crippled ya third eye
Rhymes are blurred, then it occurred, that you heard I
Reduced the friction, wit' crucifixion
Let loose the mix then, boost the piston
Eric hit 'em with' some of that, cut like a lumberjack
And me get hit back, it won't be none of that
I'm untouchable, you see me in 3-D
When I let the rhythm hit another emcee
Lyrics made of lead, enters your head
Then eruption of a mass production'll spread
When music gets louder, full of gun power
Microphone machinery, when I see a crowd of
Party people pumpin' they fist like this
Ya hide in the back, thinkin' that I might miss
But the R is accurate, plus I'm packed up with
Educated punch lines, that I have to hit
Whatever I aim at, I line 'em up
Ya body is weak, ya feel the pain that, time is up
You been hit with somethin' different, isn't it?
Rakim is gonna radiate, nothin's equivalent
Nothin' can harm me, why try to bar me
You couldn't fuck around with Ra wit' a army
You'll get wrecked by the architect, so respect 'em
I disconnect 'em, soon as I inject 'em
Wit' radiation, put 'em by the basement
Bust his chest open, bash his face in
Let it split 'em, since he brought his main man wit' 'em
He ask me how I did 'em, I let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Dance floor's dangerous, packed in like a briefcase
Rhythm wit' real rough rhyme, beats with deep bass
Girls, wit' tight pants, maybe they might dance
Tonight if the R's on the mic, there's a slight chance
The crowd is crucial, emcees grounds are neutral
Now that you're here, let me introduce you
Get ready, I'm hard to read like graffiti, but steady
Science I drop is real heavy
Radiant energy, that'll be the penalty
Touch the third rail on the pain of remedy
The prescription's one every hour, now it's a habit
Ya need another hit from the freestyle fanatic
Attention, follow directions, real close
Keep out of reach of children, beware of overdose
Too many milligram, but what made a iller jam
My rhymes is the rhythm of thoughts that kill a man
Ideas for the ear to fear, might split 'em
He'll never forget 'em, he'll rest in peace wit' 'em
At least when he left he'll know what hit 'em
The last breath of the words of death, was the rhythm
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Now throw ya hands in the air and yell go
Rakim'll do the rest of this slow
If I speed they know they'll blow the hell up
If I slow up, they'll catch up, hell no
Wicked as I kicked it, no need to remix it
'Cause I prefixed it, reversed and switched it
Perform to perfection, section for section
Rhymes keep connectin', ya guessin' what's next an'
Blood pressure rises, ya damn near lost it
Hit the ground burnin' and woke up frostbit
'Cause when I explained ya can't complain for pain
Travel through the brain hit a vein, then remain
Let it radiate, vibes will vibrate, why did you violate?
Now, I'mma have to let the style break
Bones, now the tone is ingrown
After this gets thrown, gimme another microphone
Before I get that Fifi I met
Whisper I wanna reach your intellect
Kiss her, 'cause I wanna give her the most respect
So I shine, and let my light reflect
Hold 'er, mold 'er, make 'er feel older
Lay her on my shoulder, everything I told her
Makes her feel secure whenever I'm wit' 'er
And you know how I did 'er, me and the rhythm hit 'er
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
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Let the rhythm hit 'em
ย
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
ย
Let the rhythm hit 'em
ย
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, let the rhythm hit 'em
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